In fact, he regarded Brazil as the cause of the whole trouble, and his opinion concerning that marvelous land coincided with Hozier's.

He turned and walked away, looking a trifle older, a trifle more bent, perhaps, than when he came out of the house.
An hour later, Dom Corria and Carmela met in a corridor.

They were discussing arrangements for a speedy move to the capital when Iris ran into them.

Her face was flushed, and she had been crying.

Much to Carmela's amazement, the English girl clasped her round the neck and kissed her.
"Tell your father, my dear, that he has been very good to me," she whispered; then her face grew scarlet again, and she hurried away.
"Excellent!" said the President.